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Michael Afton, at fifteen years old, very firmly believes that he will never be truly loved. Not in the romantic sense, he knows shit-all about romance, but in a general sense. His fathers never said it outright but he’d made himself plenty clear. Most of the time it’s just Michael and his siblings. He tries his best to be a big older brother, failing miserably most of the time. It’s not that he wants to be a piece of shit, it just kind of happens. He likes seeing his siblings smile and he likes making them happy, but sometimes the only thing that’ll get his fathers attention is to be shitty towards them. He only ever cares when Michael is in danger of ruining the “picture perfect family” vision he seems set on putting out into the world. So he messes with Evan more and more each day, until its so normal that he begins to take a fucked up pleasure from it. Poor kid probably doesn’t even know why he’s doing it. He almost feels bad.